Nicola Jane Dady

Rookie (21/10/1978 / London, United Kingdom)

Mixed - Poem by Nicola Jane Dady

Is it really any wonder why my mind is confused..
One minute the abuser next minute the abused.
See if we look back into history, go way back in the day. One half of me's the captor the other half 's the slave.

You see I am of mixed heritage, a black egg mixed with white sperm.
A pale brown experiment oh boy there was lot to learn!
Now when we go back in history, say 3000 years, my black bloodline were bought traded beaten and enslaved.
My white ancestors, however, were thought superior to the world, because their skin was white entitled power that bore racist boys and girls.

Is it any wonder I battle with wrongs and rights? In my mind there are two sides which constantly seem to fight..
You see my white ancestral family believed what was wrong was right. They had no intent of uniting, loving black people was not all right. Raping my black sisters and keeping them as slaves, purchasing my black brothers using them as tools of trade. My African descent, however, displayed much strength and fought and fought for freedom whilst held by shackles and restraints.

So why do people think I have the best of both worlds? Just because my skin is light and I have loose curls. I'm deemed terribly lucky because I carry black shape, my skin always looks tanned and my nose is straight!
But all of those qualities are superficial, all of these things DONT make me special.

You see This is mixed blood that runs through my veins, all round my body and up into my brain...Which is fighting its own battle, trying to unite, sometimes unable to determine what's wrong from right. Other times I must say, positively strong. I just wish both parts would integrate and learn to get on.

So yes I have the best of both of inner qualities from my past. But at times the worst too, leading me down the wrong paths...
Peace love and harmony is what I desire along with strength and perseverance to guide my god given power!

Nicola Dady
2012


Comments about Mixed by Nicola Jane Dady

  • Valerie Dohren (1/13/2013 8:19:00 AM)


    The peace, love and harmony is there in your mind, not in your genetics - nurture it Jane and you will then find your peace. You do not have to live by the beliefs and practices of your forebears, you are an individual in your own right, a loving and caring one living in the here and now, and that is what really counts. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 13, 2013



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